Sam was trying to sleep in the uncomfortable bed of the crappy motel room, but every time he started to drift, he heard Gabriel scream. Saw the twinkle fade slowly from his eyes. Watched as the smirk Gabriel had worn as a mask so often drop. Gabriel fell, tears in his eyes, betrayed by his own brother. Sam looked on, unable to help, and wishing, more than anything, he could. Grace leaked out of the stab wound in Gabriel's chest, slowly at first, but then in a explosion of blinding white light. Gabriel was gone. His angel was dead. Sam would never see those honey colored eyes glint and sparkle, full of mischief. Never again would he see the smirk that always played across Gabriel's lips.
Sleep caught up with Sam, finally, but it wasn't enough. He had nightmares of Gabe's death, wishing, more than anything, he could help. Wishing he could somehow save Gabriel from Fate's cruel hands. His tortured sleep was interrupted by an alarm blaring Heat of the Moment into his ears.
"Dude, turn that off!" Sam practically shouted at Dean. That song was a painful reminder of the Mystery Spot, and it led to thinking of Gabriel.
"Aww, C'mon man, you're no fun!" Dean pouted, but he turned off the radio-alarm.
Gabriel woke up on a rock, in what appeared to be a garden. I bet this is Eden, Gabriel decided. How the Hell am I alive?! Gabriel wondered. The last thing he remembered was being stabbed by Luci, by his own brother! Gabriel the look in his eyes, the pain of having to stab Gabriel through the heart, the look of betrayal. He remembered falling to the ground, tears in Luci's eyes, and a scream could be heard tearing from his throat. My brother-my favorite brother!- killed me! Stabbed me in the chest!
Gabriel tried to fly away, but he couldn't. His grace was obviously weakened from dying and being brought back. His mind began to wander, and he somehow ended up thinking of the Winchesters, A pain in the ass, those two are! Maybe they were able to stop the Apocalypse, though. I wonder how mad Dean is with me for killing him, like, a billion times, or for sticking him and Sam in TV Land. Sam. Kind and forgiving, lovable Sam. Gabe had known for some time now that he loved Sam, but he would never tell anyone, because there was no possible way the feelings were mutual.
Sam had been awake for a few hours now, and was doing research for their current case. Or at least trying to. His mind kept straying to Gabriel. Sam stared blankly at the screen, wishing Gabriel would pop in and prank him and Dean or something. Dean walked into the motel room carrying a brown bag, and startling Sam.
"I got the food," Dean stated, then he asked "Whaddya got, Sammy?"
"It's Sam," he protested, "And I haven't found much on the victim or the family."
"Okay, well take a little break to eat your nasty rabbit food." Dean said. Sam rolled his eyes, "Yeah, OK."
About 5 minutes into the meal, Dean asked "You alright man, you seem a little... Out of it today."
'Dean I'm fine." Sam said, a little too forcefully to be telling the truth. Dean raised his hands in surrender
"Alright, alright, just checking."
They ate the rest of the food in silence until Sam muttered "I'm going out. Seeya." Sam walked around the town in a daze, just thinking of Gabriel, until he made it to the park and sat down on a bench. He closed his eyes, and he cried. Sam just sat there and he cried.
Castiel was also mourning the death of Gabriel, his brother, when he felt a familiar grace. Gabriel was alive. Cas felt Gabe's presence, though he couldn't place where it was coming from. He flew to the motel room Sam and Dean were currently sleeping in, and saw Dean, but no Sam.
"Hello Dean."
"Hey Cas."
"Where is Sam?" Castiel asked, curiously.
"Sam's out. Why?"
"I have something to tell you and him. I'll wait for him to come back." Cas smiled.
They waited in comfortable silence for roughly 15 minutes before Sam came back. "Hey Cas, what's up?"
"The sky." was his reply. Sam chuckled at this, and when Cas did that confused face and head tilt, Dean said, "He means, why are you here."
"Oh. Well I have some strange news..."
"What?" The brothers asked in unison.
"Gabriel is alive."
"WHAT?!" Sam shouted, a smile dancing across his lips. When Dean looked at him strangely, Sam blushed
"Cas, are you sure?" Dean asked, not exactly happy or mad with this news.
"Yes." Cas answered with complete confidence, "I felt his grace, but I do not know where he is."
Sam looked extremely pleased with this news, and Dean didn't know why. He's the goddam Trickster! He killed me! Multiple times! He sent me and Sammy into TV Land! And Sam is HAPPY with Gabriel being alive?!
Later that night, Sam prayed to Gabriel, "Hey, I know you're alive, so please, if you get this, come here as fast as you can."
Gabriel did, in fact, get the prayer. But he was confused Sam hates me. He's gotta hate me! Why would he—of all people- send ME a prayer?! Also, how does he even know I'm alive?!